Wanting To Die Saved My Life

In my 20’s, after my diagnosis of borderline personality disorder, I tried to cope the old fashioned way – the way everyone without a mental illness is told to get a handle on themselves again. I believed in the hype of exercise and eat right and all your troubles will melt away into a puddle of endorphins and selfies. To me, the basis of a good life was to have a good job, get married, go out on the weekends. Smile.

Everything will be okay if you just pretend it’s all okay.

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Ten Pearls of Wisdom From Someone Ten Years Self Injury Free

This month is quite a milestone for me, marking ten years since I gathered the last of my strength (at the time) and made the decision to stop self harming. 

This was not a decision that I took lightly, and even down to the last 12 months there have been days where I didn’t know how much longer I would last. But, made it to ten years I have, and now I’d like to pass on some things I’ve learned along the way to all my fellow recoverers.

Ten pearls of wisdom from someone ten years self injury free.
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